"Master Qu, inside..." Old man Yang, who was pleading with Master Qu, became anxious when he saw this situation. He let go of Master Qu and rushed to the tea shop.
Master Qu's eyes were sharp, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it. Before Old Man Yang could take a few steps, he was pulled back by Master Qu.
"Let me go, I want to go in, my wife..." Old Man Yang shouted while struggling hard, but with his age and old body, he was no match for Mr. Qu, and he was panting from the struggle. , his face turned blue, and his feet never moved a step.
"Old man Yang, don't be ignorant! If you make Qu angry, I'll set a fire and burn down your bird tea shop. Then we'll see what you two old guys will do!"
"You..." Looking at Mr. Qu with a sinister look on his face, Old Yang was so angry that he burst into tears.
"Damn old woman, get out of here!" As he spoke, an angry shout came from the tea shop. A man with a beard, a round waist and a thick neck, as fierce as a butcher, dragged a white-haired old woman into the sack. He was dragged out of the tea shop like a force. Seeing that the old woman's forehead was covered with blood, she was obviously injured. After shouting a few times, he completely fainted.
After taking the old woman out of the tea shop and throwing her heavily to the ground, the fierce man refused to give up and spat at the old woman again. Then he clapped his hands and walked towards Mr. Qu.
"Old woman!" Seeing this, the old man shouted hysterically and staggered forward.
This time, Master Qu didn't stop him. He snorted and watched coldly as he hugged his wife and cried endlessly.
"Master Qu, almost all the rags in the tea shop have been thrown away, but the house deed has not been found."
"What? Are you sure you have searched every place?" Mr. Qu frowned and asked in a deep voice.
The butcher man nodded heavily and said bitterly, "I think it's most likely that he was hidden by these two old guys."
Mr. Qu hummed, and said with a gloomy face, "Without the house deed, we can't pay the debt." As he said that, Mr. Qu gave the butcher man a stern look. This butcher man was thick, but not rough-minded. It was very clear, and I immediately understood what he meant. Hehehe sneered a few times and strode to the old man who almost fainted from crying.
"You...you beasts who eat people without spitting out their bones will definitely be punished!"
"Damn old guy, you are really a stone in the pit, smelly and hard!" The man showed his fierce look, raised his palm and slapped Old Yangtou hard on the face. Old Yang didn't have many teeth left, but two or three more were broken immediately by this slap. He vomited a stream of blood from his mouth, and his expression was painful and sad. I don’t know if this bastard is the son of a father, and he is really extremely cruel.
"Bao Xiong, what are you doing? You can't be so rude to an old man! If you don't care about your own reputation, don't you care about the reputation of the Imperial Master?" Mr. Qu walked over with a square step and said something. His words were stern, but the expression on his face was so vulgar that it made Wandong sick.
Arriving in front of Old Man Yang, Mr. Qu leaned over to check the old woman's breathing, and said with a smile, "Old Yang, don't worry, your wife just fainted, not dead yet."
"You damn beasts, even if I die, I won't hand over the property deed to you!" The rabbit was so anxious that it bit people, not to mention the people who had been forced into a desperate situation. The desperate old man Yang was extremely unusual. Angry, a pair of eyes as red as blood.
"Immortal, I..." Bao Xiong's temper was really explosive, and Huo De raised his fist high again. But at this time, Old Man Yang seemed to be a different person. There was no trace of fear on his face. He just hugged his wife tightly and didn't dodge at all, let alone beg for mercy.
Master Qu frowned, blocked Bao Xiong's fist, and said in a deep voice, "Old man Yang, you accepted the money from the Imperial Master but did not hand over the house deed. No matter where you talk about this, I'm afraid you will say Doesn’t make sense?”
"Master Imperial Master's money is here. All of it will be returned to you. Get out of here immediately!" Old Man Yang took out a few ingots of gold from his arms, about five or sixty taels, and threw them all at Master Qu. .
There was a buzz of discussion around these ingots of gold.
The area where this tea shop is located is located in the center of Yunzhong City, and the area is very prosperous. For a shop as big as a tea shop, the rent collected per year is more than a mere fifty or sixty taels. And the man named Qu actually wanted to buy the entire tea shop for fifty or sixty taels. Is there anyone in the world who bullies people like this
Hearing the comments around him, Mr. Qu's face became even more ugly, and his voice became even colder. "Old man Yang, what do you mean? Do you take the money when you say you want it, and withdraw it when you say you want to?"
"Qu, do you know how I accepted this money? Three days ago, you came to my tea shop, put down these ingots of gold and left without saying a word. I have been visiting you every day for the past three days. I came to your house and wanted to return the gold to you, but you asked the servant to block the door and refused to let me in. When I cornered you, you even asked the servant to beat me up! You guys, look!”
The more Old Man Yang talked, the more indignant he became, and he suddenly tore off his shirt. Suddenly, the whole place was boiling.
I saw old man Yang's chest and back covered with bruises, and there was almost no trace of normal skin color. There were stick wounds, palm wounds, and even a few shocking whip marks, all intertwined together, and it was more than just a tragic word.
The crowd suddenly became furious, and a few brave people even shouted loudly at Master Qu and others.
"Hmph! You've had enough of this life, right? Do you know who I'm working for? Keep your ears open and listen carefully. I'm here to commandeer this tea shop under the orders of the Imperial Preceptor! The Imperial Preceptor My lord, you don’t know, do you, the next emperor of the Qingyun Empire? Are you making trouble here because you want to die?”
Master Qu's scolding had some effect. The already angry crowd quickly calmed down as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on their heads. Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials, let alone the future emperor? Even though people were filled with resentment, they had no choice but to endure it.
After shocking the crowd, the man surnamed Qu also completely lost his patience. He suddenly strangled Old Yang's neck and said sternly, "The matter has reached this point, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore! Do you want your life or this tattered piece of tea?" shop!?"
"If you want to kill, just kill! Anyway, I have lived so many years, that's enough!"
"Okay! I didn't expect you, an old guy, to be quite smart! Bao Xiong, bury this old woman for me first!"
"Okay!" A cruel smile appeared on Bao Xiong's face, he rushed forward and grabbed the unconscious old woman from the ground.
"What are you going to do? Let her go! Kill me!" When Old Yang saw Bao Xiong heading towards his wife, he immediately panicked and shouted repeatedly. (To be continued)